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A whisper came from lips, ice cold.
Help me Father, for I must go,
to search this broad land
for my pot of gold;
To bring forth riches
first found by thee.
The richness of freedom
to pray on my knee.

The early sunlight,
wafts through the leaves
of the large Maple tree.
The Wind is blowing,
that is clear to me
as the Garden Spinners
spin merrily.
A rabbit comes by
for an early morning snack.
"Leave my flowers alone,"
I now say to he,
for when you eat them,
there'll be no flowers to see.

Why do I feel this dismay?
After close friends have gone away?
The loss of a friend, is hard to hear,
hadn't seen him for at least a year
and now I never will. I fear
in my mind; maybe I am next.
Who knows now? That's my pretext.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Clouds are white but the sky is dark in this snapshot of Launch Complex 39A at the Kennedy Space Center. The dramatic daytime sky is partly due to the black and white photo captured with a digital camera at near-infrared wavelengths. Taken at 3:22 p.m. EDT Saturday May 30 the launch was pretty dramatic too as a Falcon 9 rocket lofted a Crew Dragon spacecrat towards low-Earth orbit. Astronauts Robert Behnken and Douglas Hurley were onboard, the first crew launched from a United States spaceport since the conclusion of the Space Shuttle Program in 2011. A few minutes after launch, the Falcon 9 first stage returned to land on Of Course I Still Love You (that's an autonomous spaceport drone ship ...) patiently waiting off the Florida coast. The two astronauts guided their craft to a successfull docking with the International Space Station’s Harmony module at 10:16 a.m. EDT Sunday May 31.

When does it end and go away?
When will we have a new day?
It will never be the way it was.
Why is that? It is just because.
Stores will be gone; we will too,
For all of the things we used to do,
Are now gone, or will be,
For we need workers for our Economy.
We must pray now! With God at our side,
To heal this Nation's Racial Divide.

A lighter version of bowtie pasta with peas and prosciutto. Tossed with Parmesan, olive oil, and arugula, no cream. Click the image below to see Elise Bauer's recipe at Simply Recipes 

So many years have gone by when this incident occurred, I
almost forgot.
Our boys were young and wanted to fish. I wanted a boat to fish from.
I purchased a Ted Williams, 14 foot, aluminum row boat and pair of oars, from Sears Roebuck.
I was employed there and got a nice discount. A friend told me I should have
a motor. Coincidentally he had a Vintage, 1947, 5 HP Johnson 2 cycle, water
cooled motor. He told me that it needed a "quill shaft" and I had that
work done in West Seattle.
I waited until after school was out so our Sons and I
could have a few days off to fish.
I drove over to the Potholes. Don't remember the name
of the lake. I put the boat in the water, loaded the boys
and fishing gear with life jacket. I started the motor
and we were underway, as they say in the Navy.
We reached our destination and began to fish. Our luck
hadn't been good and was soon to continue the same.
We decided to return to camp so I attempted to try
to start the motor. No such luck. I grabbed the oars and
slowly began the long row back to our camp. I am sure
it wasn't that far as my memory of that time is
clouded. We packed up and went home as there was
a weather front coming in.
When I returned to work, the following Monday,
I saw my friend and told him my story. He looked at
me, laughed and said, " a 1947 5 HP Johnson, requires
you to loosen the cap on the gas tank. If you don't it will
lock up and it won't start." I don't recall using the boat
with the motor again.
I sold the boat to a friend that lived on
Lake Sammamish. If anyone is interested
in a Vintage, 1947 5 HP Johnson, outboard motor,
let me know as it is still in our garage, complete with
a quill shaft. My wife would love to have me move
it from the garage although it is in a place she never
ventures. Good boating; Good fishing.

A new lesson in writing,
about the words in my mind,
concerning a man who is unkind.
His weakness, is easy to see
for his spine is of jelly.
I do not understand He;
Start up the Economy,
do it right now,
caring not about protocol,
or if his idea was sound.
He wants a second term,
That is his vow.
Not happening here,
we must disavow,
as the virus moves closer
toward the fate of this land
and the continuing disaster
of not having a Plan.

Loyalty to another
is an admirable trait.
Disloyalty to another
is something to berate.
Blind loyalty to another
is something to hate.
Putting all your trust,
no matter the fate,
as if there's a hunger
you can not satiate.
The trusting of someone
who cheats and lies,
is the first step on the
path to your demise.
Trust not the Charlatan.
He is not a man
but a scourge to this country,
a man without a plan.

When you try to be clever,
like you often do,
the results can be fatal,
because of you.
Your failure to take action,
for months on an end.
Happened on your watch.
Is this too deep a subject
for you to put in your steeple?
Turn the action over now
to the Medical People,
now, before you "bunch up" your shorts.
Take action with a plan or just Abort.

Photo by Joan B

Where will you go
or must I surmise,
you will be gone
before the next sunrise?